Thursday, 25 February 2016

Raindrops on Roses . . .



These are a few of my favourite things  . . .



I have long held a daydream in my heart where I have a home with wooden floors which have been prettily stenciled in the formal areas such as the living room and dining room . . .  but the bedrooms would have painted wooden floors, in colours . . .  with rag rugs laid upon them for warmth next to the beds so that when you wake up in the morning your toes don't immediately hit a cold floor.  Perhaps one day . . .

 

Cardigans that are embroidered or printed upon.   I love them.   I have a pink one which is excessively beaded . . .  white flowers that are created entirely from beads and small pearls . . .  it also has pink pearl buttons.   I also have a light brown one which has dark brown flowers printed on it  . . . roses, with brown sequin lighlights.  I love both of these sweaters.  Wait no  . . .  I ADORE both of these sweaters.  I have had them for a very long time.

 

Hot soup on a cold and rainy day.  There is nothing  more comforting and the most comforting of all is Tomato Soup . . .  and then of course you got to have the grilled cheese to go along with it don't you, which makes it a meal.  A comfort meal.  I love comfort meals . . .



Writing  . . .  poetry, stories, letters . . . that simple act of stringing words together in a way that engages people, that inspires people to want to find out more, that entertains . . . that is probably why blogging brings me such pleasure.  I get to write my thoughts and then people read them.  It makes me a writer  . . .  and I don't need a book publisher or an editor, I can just simply write because it is what I love doing and I don't have to do it with schedules and deadlines in mind  . . .  I can do it simply because it brings me joy,  and it doesn't matter if two people read it or two hundred people read it, or even if nobody reads it . . .  stringing words together in an engaging way makes me happy . . .

Do what makes you happy so long as it hurts no-one  . . .


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Doing my little drawings and paintings.   I have always loved bringing characters to life . . .  and sometimes they are good and sometimes they are not . . . but it is something which I love even more than stringing words together  . . . .

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And if I can do both together  . . .  then I am indeed in a very happy place . . .


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And if I can mix those things with my love of cooking . . .  then even better.   I love creating my cookbooklets . . .  painting little pictures for the pages . . .  sharing my recipes . . . it's all good.

 

Reading  . . .  words that fly off the pages and carry me off to different worlds and times and spaces . . .  I do not know how I would ever cope if I did not know how to read.  I think that being able to read is one of the greatest skills I have ever been taught.  We have a friend who cannot read.   He can only go places that he has gone to many times before because he cannot read street signs, maps or directions.  When he gets a letter in the post . . .  he has to bring it to someone else so that they can tell him what it says, which means that sometimes important letters just never get read, or they don't get read until it's too late . . . I am so grateful for my ability to read, and even more so that it is something which I enjoy.

Did you know that when I was a child I loved to read the Dictionary.   Words.  I love words.  Words are powerful things.  They can uplift and they can destroy.  

A thought to carry with you through today  . . .

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“Pleasant words are as an honeycomb, 
sweet to the soul, and health to the bones.”
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Spiritual Enlightenment

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 In The English Kitchen  . . .  I took a couple of Turkey Tenderloin Fillets and created something beautifully delicious.  Hasselback Turkey Divans.  Seriously scrumptious.


I hope your Thursday is filled with raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens  . . . Don't forget . . .

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And I do too!


6 comments:

Suze said...

Good Morning Marie. I adore your paintings and amazingly they are the only pictures that have come through on my post! So today they were special indeed. Sadly we need the rain drops I look forward to the day when they come gently down.

Onto reading. I have studied how children learn to read and to me it remains such a magical process. The human brain is so clever. We present this information to children and bit by bit it builds and one day we have a reader. I always knew Beth would be fine but poor old Will. It took until he was 12 for it to "click" and he practices his hard won literacy daily, Pip loves a book too. Beth thanks me now that I had books everywhere and she now spends time every weekday dealing with those who struggle. The beauty of reading is that we as humans can read such diverse alphabets etc and process some difficult language rules in plenty. Another reason God is real.

Today we ate out at lunch. I told the server what I could not have. He went and checked with chef and the food still made me sick! So tonight I am eating half a banana and some avocado on toast!

God bless your day.

Marie Rayner said...

Ohhh your lovely avocados. I could eat one right now myself. I am of mixed mind concerning my art. I both love it and loathe it. I love it because it springs from my heart and whimsical mind . . . but a part of me loathes it because it makes me think I could or should be successful with it and yet . . . I am not. I have been brought high and kicked low so many times with it. Had high hopes and then been squashed. So now I don't know. Artists crave recognition of their work and when it isn't, you feel just not good enough and it's a bit of a depressing thought! I am so grateful for reading and the fact that all my children, even the one who has learning problems can read and read well. It's a good thing! Happy day to you! xoxo

I'm mostly known as 'MA' said...

Hot soup on a cold day does take the chill off and I've been eating plenty of it this winter. Your artwork combined with all you love makes for some wonderful things...love how you are putting it all together in your cook book too!

La Table De Nana said...

All of the above..I still have a few embroidered sweaters too:)

LOVE your art!!!
No power here since 9PM last night,,generator made us a cup of coffee and limited internet;)

Marie Rayner said...

Thanks Pam! Your opinion means a lot to me! God bless your day! xoxo

Thanks Monique! You do my heart good. How wonderful that you have a generator. I hope you get your power back soon! xoxo

Sybil said...

I can't see any of your pictures today Marie...but I do know how wonderful your drawings, or art in any form..I had someone in today and what do you think caught her eye.....my little bee girl.....if I had looked away I'm sure she would have disappeared into her bag !!....she fell in love with her. I said ...my wee bee girl is unique, and mine !!!....I go tomorrow to have my second cataract op. In the afternoon so a wee prayer would be appreciated, thank you. Just hope I get it done this time ...this will be the 5th attempt...it has been cancelled, on again, cancelled, on again, date changed, date changed again...so let's hope it will go ahead tomorrow....